Page 93 of Perfect Chemistry

His eyes opened, staring up at me. “You’re here, right?” He asked me, sounding unsure.

“Yes, I’m here. Can I finish what you started?” I asked, watching his face as I rocked my hips up and down the length of his extremely hard cock. “Please, Kai? Can I ride you?” I whimpered, so incredibly turned on by the way his body was responding to my every movement and touch.

He grabbed my hips and lifted me off of him so quickly I thought he was turning me away, but he shimmied his boxers down to his thighs before reaching for me again and yanking the pair off of me as well.

“Katie, I swear to God,” he growled. “If you don’t get your sweet ass on top of me in the next five seconds I won’t be able to apologize for what I do to you.”

His voice was raspy from sleep, but it sounded so sexy that it gave me chills. I lifted his t-shirt over my head and crawled back onto his body, licking and kissing up his abdomen until I was straddling his hardness against my wetness.

His hands grabbed my hips, raising my ass up just enough to press the tip of his cock against my opening. My hands on his chest, I lowered myself onto him, sucking in my breath and biting my bottom lip as he stretched me out. I kept raising and lowering until I could drop all the way down and just rocked my hips back and forth.

His hands traced the scars across my abdomen, and I stopped moving. I was waiting for the questions. Maybe rejection because I wasn’t flawless anymore. But Kai just looked up at me like I was the most precious thing he had ever seen. It took my breath.

“Kai,” I breathed out his name.

He sat up, hugging my body and taking one of my breasts into his mouth. His teeth chewed on my nipple causing me to clench down harder on his cock. Kai sucked and kissed my chest, my neck, and my shoulders. His hands never left my body as I rode him slowly.

My hands were wound into his hair, hugging his head against me. This wasn’t fucking. He was worshiping my body, like he swore he would. I had absolute control of us in this moment, but it gave me a heady feeling in my chest the way he showed his adoration.

My body was thrumming with electricity, as pleasure moved through every limb and skin cell. I let out a moan when his hands pulled me down harder as he thrust up. The movement caused him to hit a spot that hadn’t been touched in what seemed like an eternity.

He felt the difference too and looked up into my eyes, mischief sparkling through his. “I feel like I missed a spot, KitKat,” he said and he rotated his hips up to hit the same spot again.

I let out another moan. Jesus, let this man have his way with me. My body was overwhelmed with raw feeling, and I couldn’t think any more. I didn’t want to think. I just wanted to feel this moment with Kai. “Please, please, Kai,” I begged him, riding him harder and harder, trying to hit the same spot over and over and not quite succeeding.

Kai smirked at me, understanding what I needed. He flipped us over so that my back was against the bed, and he was kneeling between my legs, still buried deep inside of me.

He grabbed my knees and pushed them wider apart and then pulled out until only the tip remained inside of me. Kai stared at my face for a second, before whispering words that proved to be my undoing.

“God, I love you.”

Then he slammed into me, hitting the deepest part of me. My body was rocked as he hit that magical spot again, then I was coming undone. My orgasm exploded and I screamed my release. My head shot back feeling every emotion, every unspoken and spoken promise, every intent between us cascading through my body.

Kai didn’t stop. He kept slamming into me harder and faster, and I couldn’t breathe. I tried to push his chest away but he grabbed my hands and pinned them over my head. I wanted to protest but when I looked into his eyes I lost my voice. I surrendered everything to him. Kai loved me and always had.

“Come for me again, Katie. Come for me so that I can come with you milking my cock,” he whispered against my cheek.

And like Pavlov’s dog, I came again. This orgasm was just as strong as the last one, stealing my breath a second time. Kai released my hands and grabbed my face to kiss me as he came inside of me. His release twitching against my sensitive inner walls was enough to prolong my orgasm and leave me moaning into his mouth as he kissed me.

Dear god, what had this man done to me? I felt like a pile of limp noodles when Kai finally pulled out of me and pulled me onto his chest. I couldn’t move if the house was burning down, completely spent

“Fuck,” he exhaled. “If that is what sex is like now, I think you may kill me, Kat. You may very well be the death of me,” he said chuckling softly while holding me against his body. I couldn’t even imagine anything more than this.

Sex with Tyson had been amazing, but this was different. This wasn’t Ty. This was the man who I had loved for most of my life, even when I hated him. I sighed contentedly and fell back asleep. I had no idea what time it was, but I knew that I could still sleep a bit more. So I did.

I slept without dreams or nightmares. My mind was at ease for the second time, it would seem, in many years. He said he loved me. Maybe we weren’t meant to be back then, because this was where we were meant to end up. Together after hell.

Maybe. He said we could start with just maybe.

Chapter 33

Kai’s Point of View

One week. It had been one week since she agreed to try. She agreed that we could try to make something of ourselves. I didn’t want to do this all backwards, so I asked her out on a second date. We met at the library, and I packed us a picnic basket and blanket.

Katie laughed when she got there and I was sitting under our tree. The raised decking around the tree was still there, but the branches had filled out more, giving us a bit more shade.

Katie and I sat on the blanket eating chips and sandwiches I bought from her favorite deli. “This is kind of nice, Kai,” she admitted looking over at me.

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